Jerusalem, my heart’s true home….


 

This two-hundred year old poem about the dream of England as the Promised Land echoes constantly in my mind and imagination…. can we build a New Jerusalem in America? This was the dream of the Founding Fathers….the “Shining City on a Hill”…. of the grandfathers and even the great-great grandfathers of the original Patriots of 1776…… Or have the Dark Satanic Mills so completely polluted our lands that such a dream is impossible to realize?

JERUSALEM (from ‘Milton’)

by: William Blake (1757-1827)

  • AND did those feet in ancient time 
Walk upon England’s mountains green? 
And was the holy Lamb of God 
On England’s pleasant pastures seen? 
  
And did the Countenance Divine 
Shine forth upon our clouded hills? 
And was Jerusalem builded here 
Among these dark Satanic Mills? 
  
Bring me my bow of burning gold! 
Bring me my arrows of desire! 
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! 
Bring me my chariot of fire! 
  
I will not cease from mental fight, 
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, 
Till we have built Jerusalem 
In England’s green and pleasant land.
 

Read more at http://www.poetry-archive.com/b/jerusalem.html#SDR6FtBYXic6k6zw.99

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